“He must have to some extent. His sister and brother-in-law came from
Devonshire and took care of the business as much as they could, and he
had a dedicated staff, but none of that mattered. It was toward the end of
his life that the sale happened.” Mrs. Baillie sighed heavily. “After he and
Percy moved to Bromsholme, Sir George lost interest in everything.”
“Why did he agree to sell, then?” Letitia couldn’t help her confusion. “What
really puzzles me even more is why my father bought Wycombe Oaks.
What did he mean by such treatment of the house?”
“I cannot tell you, my dear child. Did you know that he and Sir George
Hanbury were old acquaintances?”
Letitia’s head jerked up in surprise. “I did not,” she said. “My father was
almost uncivil to Percy in the church. What were his mo
